Usually, I'm harmless. I hover in the background and I am hard to provoke. I am always quiet...... gentle. Now is not one of those times. I was in the cafeteria, leaving the lunch line with my overpriced cheeseburger and soda when some guy stepped in front of me making me spill my soda all over him. I was about to apologize when his friends snickered and said something dumb. He wanted to repair his ego so he swung at me.

He hooked one of his fingers into my septum piercing and the momentum of his arm gave it a hard pull. I felt a sharp tearing pain. My nose was dripping blood but all I heard was the sound of my septum jewelry hitting the floor clear as day. No one knew what to do. They just stood there. My blood dripped down my throat as I processed what he did. He ripped out my piercing.......... He ripped it out. He. Ripped. Out. My. Piercing. HE RIPPED OUT MY PIERCING! This. Bitch. Is. Dead...... I've never felt this much rage in my life. I was so mad I wasn't breathing. I had him on the ground before anyone could blink.

I was hitting him and hitting him. I didn't care if I got in trouble. I didn't care if I got expelled. I didn't even care if I broke my hand with how hard I was hitting him. He took my piercing. I wanted his blood and I was going to get it. By the time they pulled me off he was unconscious and you couldn't identify him anymore. Both of my hands felt broken but it was worth it. I was covered in blood from my ripped out septum but as long as he bled more then me I was satisfied.

They dragged me kicking and screaming to the principal office. I sat there for three hours with a tissue to my nose as they interviewed the students in the cafeteria. To my surprise most of them said he deserved it. They said that I accidentally bumped into him and he took retaliation too far. Still, even with the student bodies support they couldn't just let me off. I had broken his nose and many other bones. So after some debate they suspended me for a month. I would have been expelled but he had struck first so they used that to make my punishment less harsh. So I gathered my stuff and walked out satisfied that I had broken many things on his face.......... I wonder what I'll do for the next month.....

After two weeks of laying around my house and letting my nose heal I was ready to get my septum re-pierced so I threw on my usual sweater and jeans and hopped into a taxi. I gave the driver the piercing studios address and watched the buildings went by as he drove. After around twenty-five minutes we pulled up to the shop. I paid and thanked the driver on my way out. The studio is a small three room building that's almost unnoticeable if you don't know what it is. The woman who owns it is the only person that works in the building. Her name is Veronica. She's really nice and talks a lot about her daughter who is my age. I walked in not bothering to knock, I called her and made an appointment so she knows i'm coming.

When I walked in Veronica was lounging on a chair behind a counter reading a book. She looked up from her book and smiled warmly at me, "Hi Sweetie, Everything is all set up for your septum piercing. Just go and get comfortable in the piercing room. I'll be right in." I nodded at her and went to do as she asked. The piercing room was immaculately cleaned and sanitized with a comfortable dentist chair and off to the side. The walls were covered in pictures of people's piercings and piercing diagrams. I got comfortable in the dentist chair and waited for Veronica to get back.

About four minutes later Veronica walked in with a girl about my age right behind her. Veronica gestured to the girl, "This is my daughter Amon. I hope you don't mind but we were wondering if she could sit in and watch. She wants to follow in my footsteps in the job department when she's older. I can make her leave if you don't want her here though."

I looked at her, "It's fine if you stay. I don't mind." I leaned up and shook her hand, "It's nice to meet you Amon. I'm Irene." She smiled back, "It's nice to meet you too." By now Veronica had everything ready. She pulled on a fresh pair of gloves, "Alright Honey, lean back." I did as she instructed and Amon came up to the other side of the chair so she could see better. Veronica examined my nose for a moment so she knew exactly where to pierce, "Ok, Honey there seems to be a scar from a pre-existing piercing. Since I'm going through scar tissue this will hurt just a little more than usual." I just nodded.

She lined up the needle and got ready to push it through. At the last second before the needle went in Amon grabbed my hand to comfort me. I was so focused on her that I didn't even know the piercing was done until Veronica had the jewelry in it. "Alright, all done Sweetheart. You did great." I sat up and looked at it with the mirror she handed me. "Thank you, Veronica. It looks amazing as always." She gave a small smile at my praise, "It's my job Honey. I'm glad you like it." After explaining all the ins and outs of my piercing I went to hop off of the chair when I realized something.... I was still holding Amon's hand.

My face turned red as I blushed. I gently let go of her hand and avoided looking at her as I walked to the counter to pay. After that was done I was ready to walk out when Amon handed me a piece of paper. I gave her a confused look but she just shrugged and walked away. I said my good-bye's to Veronica and stepped outside. The second I was outside I folded open the piece of paper. Written on it was Amon's phone number.